Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Hehe, the servant my brother is looking for is really smart." Xiao Molan blinked and asked with interest, "little maid, do you usually talk back to my brother like that?"

Meng Xiaoxiao was too lazy to pay attention to him. After he finished, he went upstairs "Dong Dong Dong".

Who knows, just after sitting down in the room, I heard Xiao Molan shouting downstairs: "little maid! Little maid! Where have you been? Come down quickly!"

No one likes to hear others yell at him like this. Of course, Meng Xiaoxiao is no exception. He just pretends not to hear him and doesn't say a word.

But Xiao Molan kept on shouting her out. He raised his voice and continued to shout, "little maid, do you hear me? If you don't come down again, I'll go up!"

Meng Xiaoxiao was afraid that he would really run up, so he had to go out and stand on the railing on the second floor and ask, "what are you doing?"

"You come down!" Xiao Molan looked up and smiled at her. There was a trace of childish playfulness on her beautiful and handsome cheek: "I'll tell you when I come down."

Meng Xiaoxiao's heart moved slightly, and the strange feeling of intimacy came to his face again.

She is really familiar with such a warm and clear smile. But she didn't know such a person in her life before. Have you seen it in your dream?

She pondered suspiciously as she slowly came downstairs: "what's the matter?"

"Sit down and let's talk." Xiao Molan patted the sofa around him and smiled warmly.

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at the position and didn't sit down. He just said faintly, "tell me what's up. I have to go up and read."

"Hey, I said, why are you such a boring woman? You look so old at a young age." Xiao Molan couldn't bear to raise her eyebrows and couldn't help but pull her to sit down beside him: "what's good about books? How nice to chat with me!"

Meng Xiaoxiao sat beside him, drew a certain distance from him, and then asked, "what do you want to talk about?"

"Your name is Meng Xiaoxiao?" Xiao Molan looked at her with a pair of clear and clear black eyes, deep and bright, shining with the charming light of black gemstones.

"Yes." Meng Xiaoxiao spit out a word hard.

"This name is really tacky and has no characteristics. I think I'd better call you a little maid." Xiao Molan said deliberately when he saw that she was not in high spirits.

"If you want me to sit here and chat with you, be polite!" Meng Xiaoxiao was really angry. Apricot eyes roared, "I have a name and a surname. What are you yelling about?"

"Oh, well, I'll call you Xiaoxiao later." Xiao Moxuan smiled and showed his white and neat teeth. His style was very charming: "you shouldn't be as old as me?"

"Cut! I'm sure I'm older than you. How old are you? Eighteen or nineteen?" Meng Xiaoxiao sneered at him and announced with great pride: "I'm twenty-one."

"Er, I'm sorry, I'm just twenty-one." Xiao Molan stroked his chin and said calmly.

Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned and said, "then my month is bigger than you. Anyway, I must be bigger than you!"

"How many months did you?" asked Xiao Molan.

"How many months did you?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked him unconvinced.

"You say it first!" "you say it first!" the two people said in unison.

"OK, let's talk together." Xiao Molan put forward a compromise proposal.

"OK! Don't cheat. You must tell the truth. Whoever tells a lie is a puppy." Meng Xiaoxiao solemnly explained.

"OK!" Xiao Molan nodded readily.

I do or think the same without prior consulation2, as like as two peas. "I October." "I October." the two men again coincidentally, they speak the same three words.

Meng Xiaoxiao and Xiao Moxuan were surprised. They looked at each other in surprise and asked in unison, "what's your birthday?"

"The tenth day of October, the lunar calendar." this time Xiao Molan didn't ask Meng Xiaoxiao to say it with him again, but said it first.

"Ah? Me too..." Meng Xiaoxiao opened his big dark and smart eyes, really shocked.

It's a coincidence. It's the first time for her to meet a person born on the same day in the same year. It feels like a story in a TV play.

Xiao Molan also felt a little surprised, but after all, he was much more calm and experienced than Meng Xiaoxiao, and soon his face burst into a spring breeze smile: "ha ha, interesting. Xiaoxiaoniu, it seems that we really have a chance to meet thousands of miles. Now, you can't refuse to chat with me."

Meng Xiaoxiao threw his mouth irrefutably, but he still felt a touch of novelty and joy in his heart.

At this time, Xiao Molan's phone in his trouser pocket rang. He took it out and immediately happily answered: "brother."

Having been studying abroad, he originally wanted to surprise his brother. After the holiday, he flew to the mausoleum without saying hello in advance, but unexpectedly, Xiao Moxuan went to Europe on business.

He was also going to call his brother at the party. It happened that Xiao Moxuan called at this time. That was just right.

"Mo LAN, have you had a holiday? Have you returned to Beijing?" Xiao Moxuan asked kindly.

"I went back, stayed at home for a day, and left again." Xiao Molan said easily.

"Where have you been? You won't be at home when you come back so far. Stay with dad and aunt su." Xiao Moxuan's gentle tone was a little harsh. His half brother was really naughty.

"Hey, brother, guess, I'm in a place you absolutely don't expect." Xiao Molan said with a smile.

"Can't you come to my house?" Xiao Moxuan said carelessly.

"Ha, brother, you are a fairy." Xiao Molan laughed and said happily, "I'm really in your villa in the Mausoleum City. I just took a bath. The serious little maid in your house is chatting with me."

"Xiaoxiao?" Xiao Moxuan frowned and asked softly, "is she next to you?"

"Yes." Xiao Molan totally ignored it and said carelessly, "elder brother, where did you find such a chick? It's fierce, but it's quite interesting."

"She is not an ordinary girl, Mo LAN. You'd better not joke with her." Xiao Moxuan's voice sank and looked very serious.

"What's unusual? I think it's just like that. There's nothing special about body and appearance." Xiao Molan muttered disapprovingly.

"Anyway, don't provoke her! Otherwise, I'll be angry." Xiao Moxuan snapped at him. He couldn't refuse in a tough and determined tone: "give her the phone and I'll talk to her."

Xiao Molan slightly wronged shrugged his shoulders and handed the phone to Meng Xiaoxiao sitting aside: "here, my brother wants to talk to you."